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I got a hard time thinking of what Haruki looks like.
I'll definitely see what Yuuki gonna be
No problems with Kyonko and ItsukiMikuru trap character? Works fine
It really bothers me a lot about the Comp. club members...
Hmm Taniguchi would be like Mayumi Thyme-like character
I dunno the rest....

I got an weird idea.... In the Mysterique sign.... the giant cave cricket appeared right?
So in this genderbend version wouldn't it be a giant butterfly?? lulz...

Hmm...

I don't think we really need to change the situations. A giant butterfly doesn't strike me as menacing as a huge cricket.

I think what we're going after is the changed reactions of everyone to the same situations. Although we'll have to change some of the character situations to fit the gender swaps. Like with male Suzumiya trying to impart manliness to shota Asahina. Stuff like that.

I think what we're going after is the changed reactions of everyone to the same situations. Although we'll have to change some of the character situations to fit the gender swaps. Like with male Suzumiya trying to impart manliness to shota Asahina. Stuff like that.

You mean something like this?

Spoiler for Asahina Mitsuru joins the SOS Brigade:

"Hi!" Haruki said expansively, striding through the doorway. "Sorry for being late, but it took a while to hunt down this guy!" He dragged a shorter boy into the room, and then turned and closed the door behind him with an ominous finality.

The boy twitched nervously at the click of the lock. He was small and slim, looking more like a middle school student playing dress-up in a North High uniform. His brown hair was tousled in a strangely irresistably compelling way, and his large puppy-dog eyes cast around with a silent appeal for help. Overall, he'd be pretty cute, if he didn't look so scared. Actually, he looked cute anyway, especially when scared.

"W-where am I?" the boy said tremulously. "What is this place? Why have you brought me here?"

"Shut up."

The boy flinched at Haruki's sudden threatening tone, and gave an involuntary yelp as Haruki pounced on him, a companionable arm around his shoulders, a huge smile beaming on his face. "This is Asahina Mitsuru," Haruki said, gesturing with his other hand.

I waited, but Haruki had apparently finished talking. What, that's all for the introduction? "Where did you kidnap him from?" I said suspiciously.

"I didn't kidnap him," Haruki protested. "I just made him come with me."

Isn't that the same thing?

"He was off daydreaming in one of the second year classrooms," Haruki continued, "so I grabbed him from there. I've seen him around a lot of times, and I figured that he'd be perfect for our plans."

What plans? "Doesn't that make him an upperclassman?" Asahina Mitsuru certainly did not look like one, but I was probably in no position to talk.

"So what?" Haruki said belligerently.

Probably best not to argue too much with him, or he'll revert back to his grumpy gangster persona. I glanced back at Nagato; he was still buried in his intimidating doorstopper of a book, and appeared to have exactly zero interest in Haruki's abduction of another innocent victim. Asahina-sempai, meanwhile, was hugging himself, frightened and trembling, and certainly unable to defend himself. "Okay," I said, "just why did you go all the way to find Asahina-sempai?"

"Just take a look!" Haruki slapped Asahina-sempai on the back with some force, causing him to stumble towards me. I took an involuntary step backwards, and Asahina-sempai ended up grabbing the edge of the table for support.

"See how weak he is?" Haruki declared. "See how easily he's defeated? What he needs is guts! Guts and courage! If you have those, then you'll never be beaten, but if you lack them, then you'll never amount to anything! You won't be worthy of being called a man!"

"Oh? Is that so?" Haruki grabbed Asahina-sempai again. "How much of a man are you, really?" His eyes grew mischievous, and his hand strayed down to...

Oh gods.

I wasn't sure who screamed first, but I like to think that it was Asahina-sempai, because that's less embarrassing for me. "Stop that!" I shouted, keeping a distance from the two guys. "What the hell do you think you're doing? That's sexual harrassment!"

"Hey, you know, this guy's actually pretty big!" Haruki said brightly without a trace of shame. "Wanna feel for yourself?"

"No way!"

Haruki finally released Asahina-sempai, who sagged onto the ground, exhausted. "If we can turn that into the epitome of manliness," Haruki said, pointing at Asahina-sempai, "into a Man among Men, then the rightness of our cause will be proven! It's all part of the plan!"

Like I said, what plan? "Is that the only reason you abducted Asahina-sempai?" I asked wearily. Don't look at me like that, Asahina-sempai, I can't bear to look into those eyes...

"Well, I thought we could use him to advertise our club too. Kind of like a mascot character or something like that."

Haruki is an idiot. A very dangerous idiot.

"Hey, Mitsuru, you in any clubs?" Haruki demanded.

"Um, the Home Economics club..."

"Ah, just quit it. It'll get in the way of our club activities."

That's way too unreasonable!

Asahina-sempai focused that puppy-dog stare at me, and I had to avert my eyes. There's no way I can ask him to join this random yet-to-be-established club, but I didn't want to risk Haruki's wrath by defying him so openly right now.

Asahina-sempai turned his gaze onto the still-silent person sitting in the corner of the clubroom, who gave him nary a glance. But Asahina-sempai's eyes widened in surprise, and he gasped.

"I... I understand," he said, in the tone of voice usually reserved for the utterly defeated. "I'll quit the Home Economics club, and join your club..." He hesitated. "But I'm not sure what the Literature club usually does..."

"Oh, we're not the Literature club," Haruki said.

"The guy sitting over there is the real and only Literature club member," I explained. "We're just temporarily borrowing the room for whatever club Suzumiya Haruki wants to create sometime in the near future. We don't know what our club name will be, much less what our activities are.

"Hi!" Haruki said expansively, striding through the doorway. "Sorry for being late, but it took a while to hunt down this guy!" He dragged a shorter boy into the room, and then turned and closed the door behind her with an ominous finality.

The boy twitched nervously at the click of the lock. He was small and slim, looking more like a middle school student playing dress-up in a North High uniform. His brown hair was tousled in a strangely irresistably compelling way, and his large puppy-dog eyes cast around with a silent appeal for help. Overall, he'd be pretty cute, if he didn't look so scared. Actually, he looked cute anyway, especially when scared.

"W-where am I?" the boy said tremulously. "What is this place? Why have you brought me here?"

"Shut up."

The boy flinched at Haruki's sudden threatening tone, and gave an involuntary yelp as Haruki pounced on him, a companionable arm around his shoulders, a huge smile beaming on his face. "This is Asahina Minoru," Haruki said, gesturing with his other hand.

I waited, but Haruki had apparently finished talking. What, that's all for the introduction? "Where did you kidnap him from?" I said suspiciously.

"I didn't kidnap him," Haruki protested. "I just made him come with me."

Isn't that the same thing?

"He was off daydreaming in one of the second year classrooms," Haruki continued, "so I grabbed him from there. I've seen him around a lot of times, and I figured that he'd be perfect for our plans."

What plans? "Doesn't that make him an upperclassman?" Asahina Minoru certainly did not look like one, but I was probably in no position to talk.

"So what?" Haruki said belligerently.

Probably best not to argue too much with him, or he'll revert back to his grumpy gangster persona. I glanced back at Nagato; he was still buried in his intimidating doorstopper of a book, and appeared to have exactly zero interest in Haruki's abduction of another innocent victim. Asahina-sempai, meanwhile, was hugging himself, frightened and trembling, and certainly unable to defend himself. "Okay," I said, "just why did you go all the way to find Asahina-sempai?"

"Just take a look!" Haruki slapped Asahina-sempai on the back with some force, causing him to stumble towards me. I took an involuntary step backwards, and Asahina-sempai ended up grabbing the edge of the table for support.

"See how weak he is?" Haruki declared. "See how easily he's defeated? What he needs is guts! Guts and courage! If you have those, then you'll never be beaten, but if you lack them, then you'll never amount to anything! You won't be worthy of being called a man!"

"Oh? Is that so?" Haruki grabbed Asahina-sempai again. "How much of a man are you, really?" His eyes grew mischievous, and his hand strayed down to...

Oh gods.

I wasn't sure who screamed first, but I like to think that it was Asahina-sempai, because that's less embarrassing for me. "Stop that!" I shouted, keeping a distance from the two guys. "What the hell do you think you're doing? That's sexual harrassment!"

"Hey, you know, this guy's actually pretty big!" Haruki said brightly without a trace of shame. "Wanna feel for yourself?"

"No way!"

Haruki finally released Asahina-sempai, who sagged onto the ground, exhausted. "If we can turn that into the epitome of manliness," Haruki said, pointing at Asahina-sempai, "into a Man among Men, then the rightness of our cause will be proven! It's all part of the plan!"

Like I said, what plan? "Is that the only reason you abducted Asahina-sempai?" I asked wearily. Don't look at me like that, Asahina-sempai, I can't bear to look into those eyes...

"Well, I thought we could use him to advertise our club too. Kind of like a mascot character or something like that."

Haruki is an idiot. A very dangerous idiot.

"Hey, Minoru, you in any clubs?" Haruki demanded.

"Um, the Home Economics club..."

"Ah, just quit it. It'll get in the way of our club activities."

That's way too unreasonable!

Asahina-sempai focused that puppy-dog stare at me, and I had to avert my eyes. There's no way I can ask him to join this random yet-to-be-established club, but I didn't want to risk Haruki's wrath by defying him so openly right now.

Asahina-sempai turned her gaze onto the still-silent person sitting in the corner of the clubroom, who gave him nary a glance. But Asahina-sempai's eyes widened in surprise, and he gasped.

"I... I understand," he said, in the tone of voice usually reserved for the utterly defeated. "I'll quit the Home Economics club, and join your club..." He hesitated. "But I'm not sure what the Literature club usually does..."

"Oh, we're not the Literature club," Haruki said.

"The guy sitting over there is the real and only Literature club member," I explained. "We're just temporarily borrowing the room for whatever club Suzumiya Haruki wants to create sometime in the near future. We don't know what our club name will be, much less what our activities are.

I'm a little shocked. The genderswitching... in a few areas, it actually seems to make the anime work BETTER. And I have yet to see any real snags anybody's hitting.

Do you think we might catch the attention of somebody important? Aparently there's a fandom in Korea... This is getting pretty big.

There's us, the Koreans, the Chinese, and of course the original Japanese Haruhiists working on this. And there may be more coming. Between all the groups working on these genderbending projects, someone's bound to notice eventually.

Well... there are some scenes that might seem a little too overboard due to the gender-swap, like Haruhi dragging Kyon by the collar through a hallway, or Yuki round-kneeing Kyon inside Asakura's world.

And then there is the issue of the bunny-suits... keep them (for maximum mind-breaking hilarity), or find a masculine equivalent?

Well... there are some scenes that might seem a little too overboard due to the gender-swap, like Haruhi dragging Kyon by the collar through a hallway, or Yuki round-kneeing Kyon inside Asakura's world.

And then there is the issue of the bunny-suits... keep them (for maximum mind-breaking hilarity), or find a masculine equivalent?

Also... there is one scene in Vol.02 that will lose a lot of its impact due to the gender switch, as the idea of a girl psychically hitting a boy is not as dramatic as a boy beating on a girl.

Cheers.

Suzumiya could literally pick up Kyonko and carry her off. And something tells me the Asakura world segment will be a little tricky. We already had a bit of a discussion on whether the weapon should still be a knife.

Kaisos recommended Speedos as a replacement for bunny suits. I still have no comment there.

A strip on that concert was funny. Haruki wore the bunny suit for the concert instead of speedo.
(since I cannot reconcile Haruki nor Asakura in my mind, I refuse to mentally think of the two normally.)

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It would be enough for the depressing things in life to only exist in reality.
It is because that I think the birth of a story... is from people dreaming of a happy ending. ~Misaka Shiori

Possibly they'll dress up as the Playgirl equivalent of the Playboy Bunny. That, or they'll just go around with the Exposed Pecs thing.

Anyway, currently I'm actually kind of stuck on a certain scene. Or, to be more precise, a certain scene which the anime completely skipped over, since it didn't matter that much.

It's the one where Kyon meets Yuki at the park, Yuki takes them to her apartment, gives Kyon the infodump, and the Kyon goes home. Simple, right?

Except that if you do the genderswap, Kyonko meets Yuuki at the park, Yuuki takes her to his apartment (the comedy of which was already featured in an earlier 4-koma), Yuuki infodumps, and now Kyonko has to go home alone in the late night darkness.

While the actual danger in reality may or may not be exaggerated, this is sometimes crudely known as "asking for it".

I'm not sure if Yuuki will be versed enough in gentlemanly behaviour to escort Kyonko home (to the astonishment of Kyonko no Otouto, perhaps). Another option would be for Koizumi to mysteriously arrive to pick her up, which would require a bit of shuffling around of events.

EDIT TO ADD:

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Originally Posted by DJ_RockmanX

And something tells me the Asakura world segment will be a little tricky. We already had a bit of a discussion on whether the weapon should still be a knife.

I'm imagining that Asakura would have no weapon at all.

Compare nightmare-inducement: Ryou Asakura advancing on Kyonko with a dagger, or Ryou Asakura advancing on Kyonko with nothing but his bare hands, ready to strangle her... or worse.

Compare nightmare-inducement: Ryou Asakura advancing on Kyonko with a dagger, or Ryou Asakura advancing on Kyonko with nothing but his bare hands, ready to strangle her... or worse.

Well, as far as weapon changes... I don't see any reason to switch from a knife. Granted, bare hands ARE sonething to be scared of, especially when he's already proven that not only can he seal off the room, but Kyon-ko suddenly can't move at all.

On the other hand... At that state of vunerability, if the bastard's holding a knife, you know what's going to happen. You're getting shanked. Bare hands though, makes it a question of how exactly he's going to do it.

But then, knives are efficiant (My spelling sucks people, if that's wrong), and that's why I think either gender of Ryou would stick with it. Slit her throat, and leave. No questions asked, and plenty of time to get away before they are.

Also, no matter what happens, Yuuki has to have a badass level equivilant to Sephiroth's when he comes in to the rescue. Killing Kyon-ko is sin, pure and simple.

...It doesn't help matters that I was still a Yuki fanboy before this happened, I guess...

I finished my first draft of the prologue, but I think I made Kyon-ko a bit too feminine with all the shojou references...

Tell me what you guys think.

Spoiler:

Sometimes people ask me when I stopped believing in Santa Claus. Really, this kind of silly question, to me, doesn’t hold any real significance. However, if you were to ask me when I stopped believing that the old man wearing the red costume was Santa, then I can confidently say that I have never believed in Santa, ever. I knew that the Santa who appeared at my preschool Christmas party was a fraud. When I sat in his lap, I didn’t feel the eyes of a kindly old man looking down at me. In fact, it felt slightly disturbing to be sitting in the lap of some random old guy and espousing your deepest wishes. I was already wise enough to be suspicious about the existence of an old man who worked only on Christmas Eve.

However, it took me quite a bit longer to realize that the aliens, time-travelers, sailor girls, demons and espers in those effects-filled 'good guys versus evil organization' cartoons didn't actually exist either. No, wait, I probably did realize, I just didn't want to admit it. Deep inside my heart I still wanted those aliens, time-travelers, sailor girls, demons, espers and evil organizations to suddenly appear. Comparing those worlds to this boring, normal life of mine, those flashy worlds win every time; I wanted to live in that world too! I wanted my life to be filled with excitement!

I wanted to be the one who was kidnapped by aliens and imprisoned in a bowl-like fortress. I wanted to be the one saved by the handsome prince and taken off to live in castles happily ever after. Or, changing genres, I wanted to be someone who could banish demons and monsters with a single spell, engage in telepathic fights and save my one true love from danger!

But wait, calm down. I don't even have any special powers! None of the guys I knew in my classes did either!
Well then, how about this: one day, a mysterious new student transfers to my class. Except he's really an alien or from the future, and he has telepathic abilities. Then I’ll make friends with him, and his enemies, sensing a weak point, will come and kidnap me for ransom. Then he’ll come and rescue me and I can just sit back and wait. Oh my god, this is great, I am so clever!

Or maybe, if that doesn't work, how about this: one day, a mysterious power inside me awakens, something like a telekinetic or psychic ability. I discover that a lot of other people in this world also have similar powers, and then some sort of paranormal society recruits me. I'll become part of this organization, receive a talking animal companion and protect the world against evil demons!

Unfortunately, reality is surprisingly cruel... No magical prince came to sweep me off my feet. I've never seen a UFO. My dog never talked, even when I fed him alphabet soup. Two hours of intense staring didn't make my pencil move a single millimeter, and glaring at my classmate's head didn't reveal her thoughts to me either. I couldn't help but get depressed at how normal everything was. I began to stop watching for UFOs and paying attention to magical girl cartoons because I finally convinced myself it was impossible. I even reached a point where I only had a sense of nostalgia for those things.

After junior high, I completely grew out of that fantasy world and became utterly grounded in reality. Nothing happened in 1999, even though I kept hoping, just a bit, that something would; humankind hadn't returned to the moon or gone beyond it. I suppose, from the way things are looking, that I'll be long dead before you can book a round trip from Earth to Alpha Centauri.

With those sorts of ordinary, common thoughts in my mind, I became a normal, carefree senior high schoolgirl. That is, until…

Until the day I met Suzumiya Haruki.

Also, RmX, that scene that he's referring to in Vol 2. is the one where Kyon tries to hit Haruhi... somehow we're going to have to change that.